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Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I used to be a mobster burning the block soldier, I know I'm not a rasta I to be a mobster burning down the block
judge a book by the cover Everything will be in world is your brother I lost the fun [?] uncover Ancient that teach me to love ya! So we burn to to the mother And we yearn to all they told ya about yourself Who you are, what you be, I'm gonna be leave it up to me!
Shouts the sky, look out to the night alright! Stars burn bright, I the moonlight be alright!
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a I used to be a mobster burning up the Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I used to be a mobster up the block Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I used to be a burning up the block is the medicine, I'm out like the bedouin This knife I'm and this life I'm treasuring
This is the medicine, I'm out the bedouin soldier, I know I'm not a monster Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a soldier, I know I'm not a monster
I runing away to the cave in a slave and came out all flames I running away for the hills to my roots and I'm running still But now I'm to face my dreams Found my place and what it yourself and no one else You to leave it up to me, leave it up to me!
Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I used to be a mobster up the block Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a I to be a mobster burning up the block Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I to be a mobster burning up the block This is the medicine, I'm not like the this knife I'm buryin and this life I'm treasuring Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a
Buffalo soldier, you know I'm not a I used to be a mobster burning the block I the sheriff, the DA, and the deputy Sorry al sharpton I don't need you to me I'll stop talking about guns When you talk about the that they cut for the youth Let's cut to the truth, enough for the youth So me how you judge me til you're stuck in the shoes, man! Where the Congressmen, where all the thinking about their green, not the color of the President? This is just a relevance, is the sentiment Narcotics is the only way you that I'm a measure it! They say we are in a post Obama era Well exactly what that mean? you needn't make it Does it mean that the rich are finally start to share up Reproportion the wealth and make fairer Asking God "why do people suffer" but now I'm such a hypocrite, the Rolls Royce mufflers. In the nobody never loved us I am just the of pain and hunger!
Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I used to be a mobster burning up the Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I used to be a mobster up the block soldier, I know I'm not a rasta I to be a mobster burning up the block